Because the weather in the north is cold and mutton is a fishy, hot and spicy food, northerners have been fond of mutton since ancient times. On cold days, they would eat steaming mutton-shabu in a pot and then sip it.
A few sips of shochu will taste great. Of course, people's living standards have improved now. Mutton hot pot is sold all year round. You can eat it anytime you want. Guys like Zheng Guorong and Fang Xiang, they
They are avid mutton-shabu lovers. Basically, they go there to eat once a month. Even in the dog days of summer, the two of them eat with great enthusiasm.
The three of them drove to "Lao Sunjia Shabu-Shabu Mutton". This mutton restaurant's mutton-shabu-shabu has a long history and authentic taste. It is very famous in the Shenyang area. Many diners come every day. Although it is summer, the hot pot restaurant is still full of
People come and go, and there is an endless stream of diners.
Zheng Guorong and Fang Xiang are regular customers here. The waiters recognized them and greeted them warmly when they arrived, then took them to a table by the window to sit down. Zheng Guorong asked Robin Hood what he wanted to eat, and Robin Hood waved his hand.
:"casual!"
Zheng Guorong's fingers were flying back and forth on the menu: "This...this...this...two portions of this...and this..."
The three of them are all professional soldiers, and their appetites are extraordinary. They can easily eat the amount of seven or eight ordinary people.
In a short while, a variety of dishes were served, the soup pot was boiling, and bursts of aroma wafted out, making people's fingers tantalize.
"How about something to drink?" Fang Xiang raised his chin at Robin Hood.
"Okay!" Robin Hood nodded.
Fang Xiang turned around and gestured to the waiter with three fingers: "Here are three bottles of Northeastern shochu!"
"Okay!" The waiter turned around and was about to leave. Robin Hood suddenly stopped the waiter: "The soju is not strong, so let's try three shots of Erguotou!"
"Three...three dozen?!" The waiter looked at Robin Hood in surprise, thinking that her ears had heard wrongly.
Robin Hood emphasized again: "You heard that right, three dozen!"
"Three dozen Erguotou?!" The waiter's eyes were bigger than a toad's eyes. She had only heard of one dozen beer, but never heard of one dozen Erguotou. This... this guy is still
person?
"Three to two Guotou, go quickly!" Zheng Guorong waved his hand, and the waiter left in a daze.
Soon, three dozen and two Guotou were delivered, with one dozen each placed in front of the three of them.
A dozen is twelve bottles, and each bottle is about two taels of white wine. Twelve bottles of Erguotou also contain more than two kilograms of white wine. This is a rather terrifying amount of alcohol.
A smile finally appeared on Robin Hood's face, and he opened a bottle of Erguotou by himself: "I haven't had a drink for a long time. Thank you for your hospitality. I'll do it first as a token of respect!" After saying this, Robin Hood raised his head and took the bottle of Erguotou.
I drank the bottle of Erguotou in a gulp, and drank it all in one breath.
Zheng Guorong and Fang Xiang looked at each other, this kid is awesome, is this trying to intimidate us?
Zheng Guorong and Fang Xiang were also good-natured people. One of them opened a bottle of Erguotou, closed their eyes, and drank it down.
When the waiter brought the wine glasses, the three of them already had an empty wine bottle placed in front of them.
Zheng Guorong dismissed the waiter: "No need to get the cup!"
The waiter glanced at these three monsters with lingering fear. She had seen a lot of drinkable things in this hot pot restaurant, but she had never seen anything so drinkable. Many waiters and neighboring guests turned to Robin Hood and the others.
A look of amazement.
Drinking on an empty stomach is actually a taboo in drinking. Drinking on an empty stomach will cause great damage to the liver, spleen and stomach. Alcohol is more easily integrated into the blood, leading to drunkenness, and there is also the risk of hypoglycemia after drinking. None of the three of them had eaten before, so this was an empty moment.
After pouring a whole bottle of Erguotou down, it felt like a fire was burning in his stomach. Fang Xiang frowned, endured the discomfort in his stomach, and said with a smile: "Don't just drink, come here, come here, eat food."
vegetable!"
The three of them were drinking and chatting. There were more and more empty wine bottles on the table, and they could hardly put them down.
When Robin Hood opened the sixth bottle of Erguotou without changing his expression, Fang Xiang grimaced and waved his hands repeatedly: "I...I won't drink anymore..."
Robin Hood said: "I just drank half of it!"
"I...I can't do it anymore..." After saying this, Fang Xiang covered his mouth and went straight to the bathroom. He vomited in the bathroom. When he returned to his seat, his face was bloodless, like a dead person.
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Zheng Guorong is a good drinker on weekdays, but today when he met Robin Hood, he couldn't help but change his face, and he already felt timid in his heart. Robin Hood is simply a monster. He can't even face after drinking more than a kilogram of white wine.
His heart doesn't change, he's so damn strong, he's like a god of wine! But Zheng Guorong still has to keep his face high and continue to fuck Robin Hood bottle after bottle.
When he drank the ninth bottle, Zheng Guorong finally surrendered. He was afraid of stomach bleeding if he drank any more.
Robin Hood looked at Zheng Guorong and Fang Xiang in front of him and shook his head. One's face was as red as blood, and the other was as pale as paper.
Robin Hood smiled and said: "As the saying goes, a thousand cups are too little for a close friend. You just drank so much and stopped drinking. Could it be that you don't regard me as a close friend?"
Zheng Guorong waved his hands and said begging for mercy: "My Lord, we really can't drink anymore. If we drink any more, we have to go see the Buddha!"
"Okay!" Robin Hood put down the bottle of wine and squinted his eyes and said, "Did you arrange the matter of shopkeeper Liu taking back the shop behind his back?"
Zheng Guorong trembled, but fortunately he was not confused yet. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, do we look like the kind of people who do little tricks behind the scenes? Besides, we don't know Shopkeeper Liu.
, this matter has nothing to do with us!"
Zheng Guorong was so confident in what he said that he even raised his right hand and swore: "If I did this, I... I will treat you to a year of hot-boiled mutton. How about that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiang's eyes lit up. He was probably drunk, and he immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "Really? A year's worth of mutton-boiled meat? That's great! That's great!
"
Under the temptation of boiled mutton, Fang Xiang, who was not clear-headed, betrayed Zheng Guorong without hesitation: "Brother Luo, let me tell you, all these things were planned and arranged by Lao Zheng, hahaha, I will report him,
If he lies, he will have to treat us to a year of hot-potted mutton!"
"Oh my God!" Seeing Fang Xiang's triumphant look, Zheng Guorong wanted to throw him into the pot.
